I confess that while I'm super excited for the CATS to go to the Final Four and happy for all of the peeps that I know that are going, I have to admit that I am jealous. I want to go, goshdarnit! Waaaah (in my best Snookie whine).
I confess that even though I wish I had a hubby and some babies, sometimes it is nice to go home, curl up in the bed with my doggie, and sleep for as long as I want.
I confess that lately I've been wearing the same two pairs of jeans several days a week. Yes, I wash them, but they are still the same two pairs.
I confess that I judge people way too much. I see people pulling in, and judge them before they walk through the door. I'm sorry, Jesus. I will try to do better.
I confess that while I went to school to be a teacher, the past few months of non-teaching has me thinking that maybe I don't want to teach again. The past two years of teaching in hell did it for me.
I confess that I wish I had the go-nads to pack up and move somewhere far off and start over again. I'm just too big of a wuss.
I confess that confessing is soooo good for my soul! Now I know why the Catholics do it! Friday has become my favorite day for blogging! (Please don't take that the wrong way, Catholics.)